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And once again I'm given the chance To live my weekend To that dance. We all know How last time went, My reputation Is a little bent. So easy to go  With DJ, I wish I had
Sunburn on your lips The fire burns and it taste like this  Veins bleed impulsive  Minds divided from reaction  Hands sliding down apprehensive legs Absent love lingers in this bed 
A one night
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